Billy was a good friend of mineWe grew up together ever since we were nineWe went to school, he was my best friendAnd I thought our friendship would never end

In highschool he played footballAnd me, I didn't do anything at allHe made touch-downs, while I played poolAnd no one could figure out, which one of us was the fool

Then we both went to collageHe studied medicine, while I studied foilageHe got "A's", and I got "D's"He was going for his P.H.D.The I decided to drop outThen I decided to drop outThings were getting a little to hot

Billy stayed there, became an intern, then a doctorThen war broke out and he had to goBut not me, I was mentally unfit or so they say, so, so

When he came back, he wasn't quite the sameHis nerves were shot, but not meLast time I saw him, I couldn't take it anymoreHe wasn't the Billy I knew, it was like talking to a door

Billy was a friend of mineI grew up with him ever since we were nineWe went together to schoolAnd now I often wonder, which one of us was the fool